“Mom. You are going to get owned.”
My, how the tables have turned. I'm not going to lie, I was getting a bit of pleasure out of worrying The Spawn.
The reason for their concern was not without merit -- I was about to attend Roller Derby Camp. Or as the Killamazoo Derby Darlins call it, a "Fresh Meat Event".
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